Tag Archives: Haiku

round dandelion free

Posted on May 18, 2022 by istsfor manity

Prune Haiku Prune my apple tree—Possum-tailed blind, hedgehog round,Dandelion free. What I’m Reading: “First day of war.Rockets, not birds, whizzed by the window inthe morning.” — Ludmila Khersonsky / “First Day of War”

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crack through asphalt

Posted on April 23, 2022 by istsfor manity

Shadow Haiku Weeds crack through asphaltVines choke exposed steel rebarMan but a shadow What I’m Reading: “Without recognizing it, we have already stepped over the threshold of such a change. I believe that we are at the end of nature.” … Continue reading →

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fall in reverse

Posted on April 20, 2022 by istsfor manity

derecho haiku derecho blows inlike a spastic jumping beanleaves fall in reverse What I’m Reading: “I write, that’s for sure.Death, from the other side,is levitating.” — Melissa Sauma / “Reminiscence”

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sharp even here

Posted on April 15, 2022 by istsfor manity

Rasped Haiku Her sickness resolved—Distilled, rasped clean by feverDreams, sharp even here. What I’m Reading: “No star burns forever . . . the world will eventually literally end.” — Emily St. John Mandel / Sea of Tranquility

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echo of echoes

Posted on April 7, 2022 by istsfor manity

Hear (haiku) Ears color speckle Parabolic sound resoundsEcho of echoes What I’m Reading: “Always, I hear a little oratorioinside my head. Mothshave carried away my carpets,like invisible pallbearers.” — Henri Cole / “Free Dirt”

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yellow filaments bind

Posted on April 2, 2022 by istsfor manity

Silver Halide Crystals (Haiku) Yellow filamentsBind circles of confusionTo silver halide What I’m Reading: “Don’t think good or bad. Think useful, pleasurable, strange.” — Jerry Saltz / How to Be an Artist

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the panes bow

Posted on March 12, 2022 by istsfor manity

Cracks (Haiku) Sleet pelts the windowThe panes bow in with each gustCracks appear and spread What I’m Reading: “I waited half an hour of word sludge.” — William S. Burroughs / The Ticket That Exploded

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foiled in flight

Posted on February 26, 2022 by istsfor manity

Sheared (haiku) Crossed wings foiled in flight,Aspiring toward sunlight,Sheared in steep descent. “we are each other’s magnitude and bond.” — Gwendolyn Brooks / “Paul Robeson”

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to stew together

Posted on January 17, 2022 by istsfor manity

Personals for Condiments (Haiku) Curt olives desireUnwrinkled tangy capers To stew together. “Holy flowers floating in the air, were all these tired faces in the dawn of Jazz America.” — Jack Kerouac / On the Road

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lower the lifeboats

Posted on December 30, 2021 by istsfor manity

Interlude III (Dark Water Tanka) Lower the lifeboats—We tread nose-deep in the plague—Lifelines beyond us.We roil dark water and sink.The mermaids sing for no one. “I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will … Continue reading →

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